PROTECT THE CROSS Lyrics by JPEGMAFIA is a brand-new English song in the voice of popular artist JPEGMAFIA, featured in the album “I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU (DIRECTORS CUT)”. This song is a bold and raw commentary, blending themes of power, rebellion, and self-confidence. It features unapologetic lyricism, sharp critiques of societal norms, and a refusal to conform to expectations. The artist calls out insincerity in both personal relationships and the music industry, emphasizing independence and authenticity.
The lyrics explore themes like political hypocrisy, societal tensions, and personal dominance, often using provocative imagery and cultural references. The recurring motif of “protecting the cross” symbolizes loyalty and commitment, perhaps to one’s principles or beliefs. Overall, the song is a mix of brash confidence and social critique, delivered with a confrontational and unfiltered style.
Genre: Rock, Rap
Country: USA
Song Release Date: January 20, 2025
After released accompanied by a music video, “PROTECT THE CROSS” quickly gained popularity in United States, Canada, United Kingdom, Germany, Japan, France & Australia.
Dive into the full lyrics below and immerse yourself in the emotions and storytelling that make this song unforgettable.
PROTECT THE CROSS Lyrics
[Part I]
[Pre-Chorus]
Freak b!tch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Straight right catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
[Chorus]
Let’s go
They bullshittin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, b!tch bend your knees and protect the cross
[Verse 1]
Two faced, and I’m Harvey Dent mixed with Michael Jackson
I can’t even get jiggy with these n!ggas, I feel like Michael Blackson
And y’all got thirty n!ggas on a beat, that shit is Frankenstein
I’m outstreamin’ every n!gga I beef with, I be analyzing
[Chorus]
Hah, let’s go
Aye, f*ck your writtеns, you bombin’ like Charlie Hebdo
Takе it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
[Verse 2]
I can’t treat no skeeze like no main squeeze
She don’t even ask me who I hang with, she know I cheat
These b!tches don’t even speak my language, I’m finna leave ([?],though the eyes)
‘Cause Peggy is not for your entertainment, I need a fee
[Chorus]
Uh, retro
They as*ed out, we banged his BM like Kirko
Peak the lore, she shakin’ as* on podium floors
Damn (Careful, careful)
[Verse 3]
You can just relax (Thi-thi-thi-this, this, this generation)
Every other day I turn these beats into a pack
Call me black Kenny Rogers, ’cause I know when to fold ’em
Cashin’ out ’cause it’s too late in the stage to be spittin’ cap, b!tch
[Bridge]
I can’t stand the way you crackers copy (Thi-thi-thi-this)
Feet on land, you never hit a nazi
Frito shoulder, I’m marrying the chip
Real hares had her bunny hoppin’ on a d**k
[Pre-Chorus]
Freak b!tch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Straight right catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
[Chorus]
Let’s go, they bullshittin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
[Part II]
[Intro]
Thi-thi-thi-this, this, this generation
Huh
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Hoo, hoo
[Verse]
I come through swiftly
Don’t beef with a n!gga, I’ll do fifty, uh (Hoo)
Op list don’t trip me
I aim when I’m rollin’ like wheelchair Jimmy (Huh)
Why did you say you was gon’ f*ck me up last year?
Now I do not hear a peep (Huh)
Probably because you know next time I see you, you gonna end up right next to Peep (B!tch)
Crackers be thinkin’ that all of my lines about what they projectin’ on me (On me)
‘Cause they’d rather focus on hatin’ on Peggy than gettin’ some p*ssy or cheese
All you cosplay white-boy rappin’ as* n!ggas can suck on a D
I do not do back and forth with a cracker
I’m crackin’ my whip on the beat (Uh)
I cannot study no parts like an actor
I gotta freestyle what I’m makin’ (Makin’)
I cannot act like I don’t want the crown
Don’t care if it’s taken or vacant
[Outro]
Man, these n!ggas be old and not wise
I meant all of that rippidy rappin’ be makin’ me soft
All of them Wah Gwan Delilahs, they standin’ on nothin’
Them n!ggas and hoes can be bought
White b!tches ain’t vote for Kamala
They lie, so I lie when I’m tryna to get in that box
B!tch, get on your knees, shake that as* and get to protectin’ my cross
PROTECT THE CROSS (MV)
Audio Credits
Artist : JPEGMAFIA
Album : I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU (DIRECTORS CUT)
Lyricist : JPEGMAFIA
Music : JPEGMAFIA